savage
running under the moon
selling the night
sanitizing
the hands
after the killing
truth
withdrawl
vaginae still inviolate
seeds wiped off
from the face of earth
ethnic cleaning
Satish Verma
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Savage Vultures and tigers have eaten the flesh Juicy and fresh as blood still dripping out Under the sizzling rays of afternoon sun Sanitizing Bacterium and viruses germinate As creature of darkness to immunocompetence Wolves play their harps to the extinct ethic minority Slaughtering sliver of innocence and feelings Your piece have inspired me to write this poem..............CT